Sunday

Cloudy this morning so no colourful sunrise, still all pretty though. Another magnificent nights sleep as the only person in a tent on the campsite. We had a fine breakfast of crumpets, black pudding and pigs in blankets, packed up and came home. A highly successful weekend.

Hope for sorting, a lovely bath, roast lamb for tea and the most exciting and devastating Grand Prix I have seen in many years.

Work then. Not long before holidays!